"Load the cannon" Master Klopp cried to the men below.
Alek found himself deposited into the commander's chair as the machine began to move. He struggled with the seat straps, but a terrible thought took hold of his mind, freezing his fingers.
If they're trying to kill me .....it's all true.
Count Volger crouched beside him, yelling over the rumble of engines and gunfire. "Take heart at this impoliteness, Alek. It proves that you are still a threat to the throne."